When My Doorbell Rang at 5am, I Got a Wife

Chapter 21: “Ah… un… uah… n…”

“But after actually coming to this world, I realized that the rapid progress of technology on Earth is truly astonishing. I can’t help but be amazed. I have to study various things from now on.”

“I think you’ve already learned enough. Erika, your Japanese pronunciation and appearance are just like a native Japanese person, and no one would think you’re from another world at first glance.”

“Hehe, Tooru complimented me! ♪”

Ugh.

Don’t smile so happily just because I praised you a little.

You’re too cute, and my heart is racing again in a bad way.

“So, getting back to the topic. This is a computer, like a friend of the TV. See those numbered keys? Enter your four-digit PIN.”

“…. I entered it. Oh, I like Oda Nobunaga, so I use the year 1582, the year of the Honnō-ji Incident, as my four-digit PIN. The mnemonic is ‘ichigo pantsu’.” (T/N: Ichigo’s panty)

An otherworld person who likes Nobunaga?!

And that’s definitely not a mnemonic that a young girl would use!

It’s a slightly erotic mnemonic that middle and high school boys would use during puberty!

— There are so many things to point out, but I clenched my teeth and swallowed the criticism that was about to burst out of my mouth, as it seemed like the conversation wouldn’t progress.

“Anyway, PINs are sensitive information, so make sure to change it later. I can’t forget it because it’s too memorable.”

“I don’t have a problem with Tooru knowing it since we’re getting married. We’ve already had sex, you know? ♡”

Erika leaned on me in a playful manner.

She put her left hand around my waist and leaned on me, so her big breasts were pressed against my body.

“Hey, this is awkward.”

“You don’t seem to mind, though, right? ♡”

“Well… yeah.”

“Tooru is so honest. I love that about you. ♡”

Who wouldn’t like being hugged by a busty beauty with her breasts pressed against them?

No, such a person doesn’t exist on Earth.

Erika placed her right hand on my thigh and began to stroke it.

And then her smooth hand slid into my shorts and began to play a teasing game, touching the very edge of my sensitive area without quite touching it.

“Ah… un… uah… n…”

I twitched and shuddered as I was touched by Erika’s soft, fluffy touch, and I let out an erotic sound.

I tried to pull away, but Erika was holding me down with her weight, so I couldn’t escape.

“Come on, Tooru, your hands are idle. Didn’t you want to check the balance?”

“Ugh, you’re a Sadist, aren’t you? You’re enjoying playing with me like this, aren’t you? Ahh, haa… don’t… stop…”

“I’m just serving you, Tooru. Aren’t you happy to be served by me? Like this… ♡”

Erika’s hand, which had been moving up and down inside my shorts, invaded further and gently squeezed my very sensitive area.

Erika’s soft palm enveloped me with just the right amount of strength, neither too strong nor too weak.

Having been teased so much, even a gentle squeeze brought me indescribable pleasure multiple times.

“Alright, I get it, I’m happy! I’m incredibly happy to be served by Erika! I’m so turned on that I can’t think of anything but Erika!”

“Hee hee, Tooru is so honest. I love that about you.”

Erika’s hand, which had been gently holding me, let go.

I truly regretted it, and I realized that I was completely captivated by Erika, body and soul.

But it’s understandable that a non-mote like me, who hasn’t had any luck with girls for over 30 years, suddenly became popular with a busty beauty like Erika.

But now I have to check her bank account balance.

I composed myself and displayed the balance.

“Okay, let’s check the balance. Wait… what?”

However, the moment I saw the amount displayed on the computer—my thoughts completely stopped.